A non-movement in which apparently home grown crystals become to crystalpunk as guitars are to punk. These crystals somehow have relation with random neuron firing and brains trying to construct pieces of some unknown whole image. Created by hipster(s) out of nonsensical streams of consciousness which supposedly form an as-yet unknown and meaningful whole.
Or, as another post already said... Kitten Shit.
Or, as another post already said... Kitten Shit.
Dyllyn, I got so stoned last night I saw the glimpses of the truth flowing from the Sex Pistols on Internet radio. I got swallowed up in the crystalpunk vibe when I saw the colors off of my crystals flowing through the music into old books I got last week.
by TitanShadow May 28, 2014